I seriously think latte therapy is beneficial. I'm at Brewberry's, sitting facing a big window with just enough sun to make me wake up but not too much glare. I've eaten my muffin and am enjoying writing here. I'm having a bit of writers block. I'm not sure what to write about, but somehow, that's completely fine with me. I'll write or read, so long as I can relax. I need to do some big time studying, but other than that and a recital I have to go to, i'm pretty much free today. I also need to do some laundry and dishes, but who's looking? I guess Julio might like a place to lay that's actually considered floor. I wonder if he's sleeping with any of my clothes...

I keep hearing something that sounds like a dog, but it's probably someone's purse. I love relaxing mornings like this.

Take it from personal experience... Going to Brewberry's on a bum foot is probably not the best way to test it. It's a bit of a long way. But of course, that's just me. Good luck with getting off the crutches.